This is a song about "Weight room"

And this world's mine, but the womb is hers

Its putting a whole weight on my shoulders

Smoking khaled, my weed the best

I have so much weight on my chest

Like taking off a sheer hundred pounds of nothing but weight,

Go ahead admit it faggot, this shit is tighter than butt rape

Won't run out anytime soon

Step back to the dressing room

I let her decorate the real estate

I guess with that much blood lost you would lose weight

I been an ape, diamonds in the dinner plate

You assume the role and carry your weight

Across the crowded room,

I'm not moving like a cartoon

She self made, i'm self made

You should probably lose some weight